And the seasons changed
And they died
From
Life,
To
Passing,
There death was beautiful
They changed,
From what was
To what was to become,
And the wind took them
A million lives
Floating
Blown from there
Cradle
to
Grave,
Colours of decomposition
Fly through the air
Brittle,
Dry,
Life,
Now gone
The Season had changed
*And A Million Did Fall
